Fallen Angel, Part 3 ~ The Love Affair Continues

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Author: Tracie Podger

Publication Date: December 28, 2014

Tour Sponsor: Passionate Promotions

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Being married to the dark and dangerous Robert Stone doesn’t come without its problems – trust being one of them. Trusting your average husband means you believe he won’t cheat on you. Trusting a man like Robert is accepting that he will kill to protect his family.

Brooke loves her husband – mind, body and soul – she will do whatever is necessary to protect that love. But what happens when Robert discovers he wants something Brooke can’t give him?

This is a story of an extraordinary couple who find the strength to become the people they want to be. But can they have it all?

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It is no secret that I love this series and its author.  I fell in love with Fallen Angel Robert Stone about a year ago, and having read all 5 books in the series, I now feel like part of the family. What  a family it is, too: full of dark, dangerous secrets, agonizing losses, life-altering choices, and at times, deep, painful conflicts.  But above all else, the Stone family is passionate in everything they do, be it business or pleasure.  Driven by their past, determined to stay in control of their destiny, the passion explodes on every page. It shows in the bedroom and the boardroom, in the boxing ring, in restaurants, on motorcycles,  at the Children’s Home…everywhere. You feel it in the powerfully erotic, emotionally intense love scenes between Robert and Brooke. You feel it in the brotherly relationship between Robert and Travis, even at their most combative. You feel their respect and tenderness toward Evelyn, the “matriarch” of this blended family. You see it in their fierce determination to protect  the family at any cost, to quickly and decisively eliminate anything and anyone that threatens to destroy them. You feel the sense of danger that pervades their world.

Fallen Angel 3  is more about story and character than plot twists and action, although it is not short on either. Fans of the series will see the change in its principal characters over time – Robert’s emerging capacity to love and be loved; Evelyn’s determination to hold the family together; Brooke’s quiet strength and stability; Travis’s struggle to become the man he wants to be, and his desperation to find the love that will make him whole. All in all, it is a beautiful story, lovingly written by a wonderful author with more stories to tell. I can’t wait to read the next installment, Travis, and the conclusion of this amazing series, Fallen Angel, Part 4, later in 2015. Very highly recommended for people who want style and substance, light and dark, and everything in between.

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Coming Next Week – I interview Travis Curran, “the man behind the man,”

just for grins and giggles….and maybe a bit of fantasy.

Photo image of Jesse Pavelka, muse for the character of Travis Curran in the Fallen Angel Series by author Tracie Podger

Book Tour! Fallen Angel, Part 3 by Tracie Podger

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Title:  Fallen Angel, Part 3

Author: Tracie Podger

Publication Date: December 28, 2014

Tour Sponsor: Passionate Promotions

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Being married to the dark and dangerous Robert Stone doesn’t come without its problems – trust being one of them.

Trusting your average husband means you believe he won’t cheat on you. Trusting a man like Robert is accepting that he will kill to protect his family.

Brooke loves her husband – mind, body and soul – she will do whatever is necessary to protect that love.

But what happens when Robert discovers he wants something Brooke can’t give him?

This is a story of an extraordinary couple who find the strength to become the people they want to be.

But can they have it all?

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“Home,” Robert said, cutting off Gary’s excuse.

I caught Gary’s eye in the rear view mirror and gave him a sly wink and a smile.

“Don’t mind Robert, he’s being grumpy” I said without thinking.

I saw Gary quickly look towards Robert before starting the car and pulling out into the traffic. A minute later Robert placed his hand around my chin, turning my face towards him. His mouth was millimetres from mine, I could feel his breath on my lips.

“Don’t ever undermine me,” he whispered.

I opened my mouth to speak as Robert sat back in the seat and stared stonily ahead. I snapped my mouth shut and we drove home in silence. I didn’t wait for either Gary or Robert to open the car door, opting to do it myself. As Gary drove the car back down the drive, I turned to him.

“What was that all about?” I asked.

“Gary fucking falls asleep while he’s on duty, I don’t like it and you give him a wink and a smile. Then tell him, what was it, don’t mind Robert. That is undermining me, Brooke.” He unlocked the front door and we climbed the stairs to the lounge where he threw his suit jacket over the back of the sofa.

“I’m not undermining you,” I said, totally confused by this change in him.

“You apologised for me snapping at him. He fucked up, he knows it and you apologise.”

He was really angry and now so was I.

“I was embarrassed, I wasn’t apologising on your behalf. It wasn’t the worst offence in the world, Robert.” As soon as the words left my lips I knew I’d said wrong.

He spun around.

“He falls asleep, Brooke. What if someone took that fucking moment to attack you or me? That’s his fucking job, to stay awake and protect you. He nearly got you killed once and now he’s not on the fucking ball,” he shouted.

“Don’t swear at me, Robert. If you think I undermined you, then I’m sorry and I sure as hell don’t like you shouting at me.” My voice rose on every word until I was shouting back.

“I’m not swearing at you, for fucks sake. I’m pissed, big time. How do I keep control of those guys if you do that, because you’re embarrassed?” he spat the word embarrassed. “And to tell him ‘not to mind me’. I’m his fucking boss, he better fucking mind me. He’s not your friend, he’s here to protect you, drive you around, nothing more.”

Robert paced, running his hand through his hair, a sure sign he was really mad. I shouldn’t have said what I did, I realised that, but I was not happy with being sworn or shouted at in that way. Robert’s temper could be turned on as quick as a light switch and I wanted to find a way to flick that switch to off again. I wasn’t scared, I wasn’t being a feeble wife whose husband could walk all over them, but I was someone who would rather talk than stand and shout. I took a couple of calming breaths.

“Will you stop pacing and calm down? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said what I did,” I told him.

“Calm down? You made me look a fucking idiot.”

“You’re acting like one now,” I shouted, all attempt at being reasonable gone.

I stood facing him, he stood facing me, both of us breathing hard. Shit, this was our first argument. We had sniped at each other in the past, I had shouted that day after being shot at, but we had never had a full-blown row. A silence followed. As he stood before me, pumped with his fists clenched and his eyes black, a hard hitting punch of wanting, of arousal hit me square in the stomach. As I took a step towards him, he did the same.

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It’s Here! Worth The Fight, by Beth Maria

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Title:  Worth The Fight

Author:  Beth Maria

Release Date: January 5, 2015

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Synopsis

My whole life changed when I was just seventeen years old.

The night I caught him killing a person and showing no sign of remorse.

He promised me that he would never turn into this person, he would help me get out, then we would move far away to start over. He promised me that he would never hurt me, but he did.

My world shattered. I was plunged into the dark pits of hell with no end in sight. I just had to keep going on, living in the motions…

…until four years later when we are forced to be in each other’s lives again.

Can we move forward from our past and leave behind the fact that he deceived me, or will it all be too hard to forgive and forget, especially when secrets are revealed that could threaten to ruin everything?

All I know is that I always have, and I always will love Phoenix James.

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Excerpt

I stand quietly on the other side of the door, trying to not even breathe. I couldn’t alert him to my presence. I’m not supposed to be down here; forbidden is a better word. I’ve been told since I was old enough to understand that the basement is out of bounds. If I were found down here, there would be consequences. I’d always stuck to the rules, except when I saw him come down here…

I’d never seen him down here before. He shouldn’t even be down here; he isn’t old enough yet. We’re only seventeen. When I saw him make his way down the steps, I followed without even thinking about it. I had to make sure he was okay, that he wasn’t in trouble. I don’t know what I’d do if he wasn’t around, and that is why people usually came down here- because they were in serious trouble.

I watch quietly as he walks over to the side of the room, picking something out from the cabinet. I’m struggling to see due to the fact that the lighting down here isn’t very good. It’s made to look dark, scary, like hell, because that’s exactly what this room is. It’s hell.

He turns around, his icy blue eyes glinting off the little bit of light in the room. The iciness of his eyes shocks me; I’ve never seen them so cold in the whole time that I’ve known him, and I’ve known him my entire life. His light brown hair is as it always is, messy like he’s just gotten out of bed, though he’s the only person I know who can pull that off and make it look sexy.

An ‘ooof’ pulls me out of my thoughts, bringing me back to the matter at hand. My eyes widen, nearly falling out of their sockets at the scene in front of me. I spot the shiny silver metal lying in the palm of his hand, being turned over and inspected. I couldn’t mistake it even if I tried. I sleep with one of them under my pillow, though I’ve never had to use it, and I plan to keep it that way. Seeing the guy who has always looked out for me, who I didn’t think had an evil bone in his body, holding a gun, sends shivers down my spine, and a gasp threatens to spill out of my mouth. I quickly swallow it back down. I need to keep myself hidden. If anybody found out that I was down here… I dread to think about what would happen.

“Do you know why you’re here?” His husky baritone bounces off the stone walls, drifting out of the door I’m hiding behind.

Someone only whimpers in reply.

“I said, do you know why you’re here?” he repeats, his voice a strong command any person in their right mind wouldn’t dismiss. It’s not even directed at me, but I can feel my legs starting to shake of their own accord from the fear coursing through my body.

“Y-y-yes,” a man replies weakly, his voice void of any emotion, knowing the fate that he’s in for.

“Good. Now I’ve been told to get rid of you. You’re a liability, Phil.” A loud bang rings through my ear, causing me to scream involuntarily. I freeze, realizing what I’ve just done, but it’s too late. He’s spotted me.

I turn to leave when an arm grabs me, halting my step. I turn to meet the icy blue eyes of Phoenix James, the guy who I’ve been in love with for as long as I can remember, and the guy who I will never be able to look at the same again because he’s a murderer. He’s just like the rest of them, when he always promised me he wouldn’t.

Anger takes over me, my eyes going cold staring him down. “Get. Your. Hands. Off. Of. Me.” I pronounce every word, hoping he hears the disgust in my voice.

“Em…” Phoenix whispers quietly, his eyes going downcast in shame.

I pull my arm from his grip and run. I only make it to the top of the stairs when somebody else grabs my arm, their grip biting harshly into my skin. I turn and stare into the evil dark eyes of my Father.

“Stay away from him, Emilia. He’s no good for you.”

I pull my arm out of his grip and run straight to my room, not once looking back at the guy who crushed me the moment he pulled that trigger. He let me down, just like everyone else has. He was all I had left, my only bit of sanity. Now I’m all on my own, trying to find a way to get out of the dark pits of hell I call my life. 

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About The Author…

1509268_10153614831925481_1813748591_n549f5dcc503b3.jpgBeth Maria is a mother and writer who has written her debut novel Alive, and Freedom, book 2 in The Mended Hearts series. She lives in England, UK with her two year old son. When she isn’t doing her motherly duties, you can find her attached to her laptop, reading on her Kindle, or on the odd occasion, watching a film. Her inspirations are Kirsty Moseley, Kelly Elliott, Tijan and Jillian Dodd. Beth Maria loves listening to music that inspires her when writing her next book and scouting the internet for her next muse!

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A quote by Emilia in Worth The Fight, an erotic romance by Beth Maria